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The night outside was full with carriages filled with elegant people going to lavish balls, yet inside one townhouse a young girl waited in the silence.
Through out the evening
Thought[s]'[/s]s about being orphaned
About the doctor: His graying hair and wrinkled skin showed his age.
About her dad: His graying hair was balding and he was tucked away underneath the thick covers.
Sophia took her father's sweaty hands and held [s]it[/s] them close to her heart.
“Your three suitors.” And at those last given words, Sir George Selwood gave his last breath.
Throughout the evening, the Selwood household was to remain quite and wait for the time to come.
Sir George Selwood was in his deathbed and any given moment would be his last on earth. Mr. Selwood was dying at the age of fifty-four and tonight would be his last.
Several times through out the night, the doctor would come out of the room and give any updates from the dying man.
As Sophia paced back and forth in the hallway, worry swam all through her chilled bones. What will become of me, if he dies? Thoughts about being orphaned or living with an unknown relative scared Sophia.
As she tried to keep herself awake, the grand clock, downstairs, struck ten o'clock. Calm down Sophia.
Don't worry Sophia, it can't be that bad.
The young girl, Miss Sophia Selwood was told by the aging doctor to not disturb her father until he came to get her.
Will I be looked down upon or worse fend for myself?
She squeezed her eyes shut of the pain, for a second, then looked down at her pink arm.
He was getting worse after his wife died sixteen years ago.
Sir George Selwood gave his last breath.
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